Eastern region, Sophora Valley.
"The true meaning of Tao?"
"Yes. He can be considered your junior brother. He has a good understanding."
"Oh." Xiao Ma Pao scratched his head, "What about you, teacher?"
"I am the Xuanyi of Tao." Lao Ma Pao replied.
"What's the difference?"
"The research direction is just different, the essence is evolution."
"What does it mean to evolve?"
"Your master's Tao is unintentional! Tao comes from nothingness!" When Old Ma Pao said this, his aura surged.
"Oh, then teacher, there is no difference between you and my junior brother. What you understand is the meaning of evolution."
"Really?" Old Ma Pao's aura that had finally risen plummeted, and he felt inexplicably that his apprentice was sarcastically saying: You're an old man who is worse than a young child who just left home. His face suddenly changed, "How are you understanding the meaning of Zongheng?"
"I'm learning the art of war from you. Why do I need to understand the meaning of verticality and horizontality?" Xiao Mapao opened his eyes wide and looked at his teacher with caring eyes.
"..."
Damn it, I must have drank too much recently and my mind is not clear. All the disciples who studied Zongheng have gone down the mountain! Lao Ma Pao had a headache.
"Didn't you say that you want to understand the secrets of soldiers? How is it?" Unable to stand the look in his apprentice's eyes, Lao Ma Pao hurriedly changed the topic.
"I think so too, but the disciple didn't realize Taoism on the mountain, and Teacher you don't let the disciple come down the mountain." Xiao Ma Pao said with some resentment.
"Let's go. Hurry up! I'm tired of seeing you." Old Ma Pao had goosebumps all over his body and hurriedly drove this little ancestor away.
After the little linen robe left, the old man in linen robe couldn't help but chuckle: "No different from that brat? Can you tell me, is there really no difference?" After saying that, he took out a piece from the chess jar. The white chess piece is gently placed on the lower right side of the empty chessboard.
"There is still a difference." The old man in linen robe stood up and looked down at the entire chessboard with a smile on his lips.
Suddenly, he looked to the east, his expression gradually becoming serious.
"But if you look at it this way, there is really no difference now."
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Eastern Region, Academy.
The students were talking a lot.
"Hey, did you hear that? Mr. Ba is really missing!"
"Yes, I've heard about it a long time ago. Now many people suspect that the person who attacked Black Turtle Pavilion at night is Mr. Ba."
"Oh my god? Isn't he Mr. Xuegong? How could he do these things? Besides, there is nothing worth coveting in Black Turtle Pavilion."
"Hey, it's just that you don't know. It is said that there is a real thing in Xuangui Pavilion."
"Ah? Gentlemen have already said it, isn't it just a statue?"
"Oh! Do you believe this? If it's just an ordinary statue, does it need two sacrificial winemakers to catch a thief in the middle of the night?"
At this time, there was a commotion from the crowd in the distance.
"It seems to make sense. Hey, did something happen there?"
"Go over and have a look."
At the west gate of the academy, a wooden trolley was pushed slowly into the academy. There was a large object placed on the wooden cart, about six or seven feet long, covered with white cloth, and vaguely humanoid. The man was in tatters, his face was dirty, and his hair was thick and fluffy. He probably wouldn't be found hiding an egg.
"Give way, give way!" the man pushing the cart shouted.
"It's Mr. Yin, Mr. Yin is back!" A senior student recognized the man pushing the cart.
"Why haven't you heard of this gentleman?" Those who asked this question were all students who had just joined the Academy.
"You are ignorant and ignorant. You are the only gentleman in the academy who has traveled around for many years and never returned. Have you never heard of him?" Some students with a strong desire to express themselves said.
"Ah! It's him!"
"What is this?" Some students noticed the object covered with hundreds of steps on the wooden cart.
"It seems to be covered with something. Could it be a corpse?" Some students guessed after seeing the shallow outline.
"If so, who is that?" When a group of people gather together, there are always a few who are particularly courageous.
"Mr. Yin has pushed the car to the main hall, why don't you go and have a look?" a student suggested.
"Wait for me."
Outside the main hall, Chun Dajiujiu and two sacrificial winemen greeted this gentleman who had traveled far and wide for many years.
"I've seen the great wine ceremony. I've admired you for a long time, you two wine ministers." Even if you are disheveled, you still need to have the proper etiquette. Mr. Yin quickly saluted the three of them.
"This is Mr. Yin from the Academy, the one who has not been back to the Academy for many years." Chun Dajiu introduced this relatively special Mr. Yin to the two wines, and then turned to Mr. Yin and said, " When you come back today, there is such a big battle? What good things did you bring back from there? "
"The great sacrifice is forbidden. Look!" Mr. Yin moved away, revealing the wooden cart that had just been blocked behind him.
Seeing the things on the wooden cart, Chun Da Jijiu suppressed his smile and looked a little heavy. Although he has stayed in the Academy for decades, there is no one who has the ability who has not gone out to explore when he was young, and he still knows some things. He stepped forward slowly and gently uncovered a corner of the white cloth.
A familiar face, although a bit unusual, Chun Da Jijiu still recognized it.
"This is...Mr. Ba?" Chun Dajiu felt a little out of breath.
"Exactly."
"Where did you meet him?"
"Outside the city, in the woods... Mo Jiujiu! Stop!" Mr. Yin's slightly deep voice suddenly became sharp, and his originally pale face turned abnormally red.
Only then did Chun Da Jijiu and Kuang Jijiu look up, and saw that Mo Jijiu, who had been standing beside Chun Da Jijiu, had squatted beside the wooden cart at some point, and even lifted up one side of the white cloth to look inside. , the other hand was in mid-air, wondering if he was planning to reach in.
Hearing Mr. Yin's angry scolding, Mo Jijiu raised his head and glanced at him, then put down the white cloth.
"Sorry. I'm offended." Mo Jijiu bowed slightly to the corpse, as an apology for what he had just done to the deceased.
Mr. Yin stared at Mo Jijiu's every move, feeling in his heart that Mo Jijiu might have done it unintentionally. When he saw that Mo Jijiu's serious expression remained unchanged throughout the whole process and he apologized to Mr. Ba, he breathed a sigh of relief and his face softened slightly. But he still bowed to Mo Jijiu and said: "The deceased is the most important, please show mercy. I hope Mo Jijiu will not pay attention to my words." This sentence may be regarded as an apology for the crime committed just now.
"Hey, let's go find a place outside the city to bury him." Chun Dajiu didn't pay much attention to the fight between the two. However, it is true that the dead are the most important, and the best thing to do is to let the deceased rest in peace as soon as possible.
"Yes. I'll make arrangements right away." Mr. Yin took the initiative and pushed the wooden cart away.
Chun Da Jijiu said to the two Jijiujiu: "Gather all the gentlemen, lead the disciples, and see Mr. Ba off on his last journey. I am a little tired, so I will take a rest. I will trouble you to inform you, I will be there soon." Before the two of them could respond, Chun Dajiu left first.
